Then I felt something cool being poured onto my sore ass. It was aloe. He gently rubbed it across my ass, soothing it. His hand dipped between my legs..., collected my fluids, and rubbed them on me as well. I knew he was done when he lifted me off of his lap with a touch under my shoulder. He faced me and placed his lips on mine. I kissed him then, harder than I've ever kissed anyone ever. I fumbled with his belt and fly but I needed my hands to be on his face, his head, in his hair. He caught my. The sight stole Julie’s breath; she felt her mouth fall open but noted that her hand had continued to rub against her swollen clit. She had never seen a more sensual and purely erotic sight. Julie quickly pulled her tank top to her waist and slid it off with her panties. She slid over to sit directly across from Brie and began mirroring the girl’s movements. Brie nearly came when Ms. Orchard sat across from her on the bed; if she hadn’t been so desperately turned on she would have stopped. ”The Camino Real, also called the King’s Highway, was a sixteen hundred mile road and trail that led from Mexico City to Santa Fe. Travelers from Mexico’s Capital, traveled up the Camino Real to reach the Santa Fe Trail that carried them into California.As had the pioneers who traveled the Oregon Trail in the 1840s and 50s, the Camino Real travelers jettisoned impractical cargo along the way. El Paso del Norte was in a perfect spot to collect some of that loot, as travelers and settlers. I stroked at my most comfortable rate and settled in for the long haul. I lost count of the number of orgasms that Marlene had after the sixth one, but I do know that she had several more before I finally came.This time, when I could go no longer, Marlene collapsed into a deep sleep, and I was not far behind. I did manage to pull out and roll away from her before I went to sleep, but it was a close thing.I don't know how much later it was, but it could not have been very long that I was wakened.